Part
8 – The Huon Valley: A Gift for the Soul
“I find myself mesmerized,
caught in a transfixed gaze.
Moments like these are
freely given, a daily event,
Though we rarely make the
effort to pause and
become part of their story.”
- Paul Fleming,
PAUSE – A Collection of Tasmanian Moments
(Moonah, Tasmania, 2016)
Two
Saturdays ago, I bought a copy of Tasmanian photographer Paul Fleming's book of
images and reflections at the Salamanca Market in Hobart. What a treasure! Fleming travels this
island recording its beauty and magic. When I’m back in Canada, this book
will help remind me of my love for Tasmania.
Thank
you, Paul Fleming.
Fleming’s
photographs are also a reminder that the magic of a place – and the
magic of a moment – can be discovered in the smallest detail, the kind of
detail that escapes me if I’m not observing mindfully.
Which
brings me to the Huon Valley and our week-long retreat in its embrace. Simply
put, the Huon Valley is a gift to the soul. Wandering the dirt roads near our
cabin with my camera this week has been a blessing – I have become lost in the
moments that Fleming celebrates in his photographs and writing.
I
hope these photos bring you a sense of what I’m loving about the Huon Valley –
its quiet power and understated beauty. We are already planning a return visit
next year. My camera and I are looking forward to it.
In
the meantime, enjoy.
Signs of early autumn
Eucalyptus leaves that Bill is using for dyeing fabric
Dawn in the Huon Valley
Fishing boats in the nearby Huon River
Graces Road, Glaziers Bay, near our cabin
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